Last night, I dreamt that I was running from something, I'm still not certain what it was, but I got into my dads car, and I started driving. I sucked at it, I twisted and slid all over the road. Then I think,
I wanna do some donuts!. I then proceed to spin the car in circles. Eventually I realize that I am in the back seat and my dad was controlling the car the whole time. Then he laughed and say, "TROLLED."
Also...
Another dream I had:
I had a dream where I was at my house with my friend Eden... we were running from a witch who was trying to kill us. We ended up in my old school, hiding in the restrooms a few times after we heard noises coming from the hall. Later, we ended up back at my house, we snuck around a bit, avoiding the witch. I thought in my head "Maybe the witch will turn around!" and she did (this may be the closest I have gotten to going lucid). She hung my friend on my fridge and was about to kill her, when I say "PLEASE, KILL ME INSTEAD!" The witch takes her down, puts me up and gets ready to... stab me? Then she goes to kill someone else, my friend trembles with fear. The witch comes back, it was the end of it all. She stabs me throught the chest with her trident. I am dead, but I can hear people dying and only see black around me. I was stuck where I was. I ended up having a false awakening. I was in the Hunger Games, and I came out the victor. My friend, Dylan, also came out the victor, I was so happy that I won, that I survived. My friend Joe came up to me and said, "You know you came in 8th place, right?" I was confused, then I woke up, another false awakening. I told my cousin all about how I won the Hunger Games, although I was unaware of that being only a dream. So much nonsense here. My brain has no logic whatsoever in my dreams. Any comments?
One time, I had a dream where I was at my house, and my dog (about the size of a normal cat) ate the supports (made of wood) to the stairs, I say, "GIZMO, NO." He then makes this noise:
CCCSCCCHHS (hissing kind of) with evil eyes! I go upstairs, and my dad is a zombie, one that doesn't eat brains. He is so creepy, he is covered in dry skin. He does a card trick or something, then his arm falls off.
